And so, It begins.

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//Warren,// Warren paused, dodging a flying object and retreating to the top corner of the Danger Room momentarily.

//Yes, Professor?//

//Your documentarian is here.// Warren sighed, and called out the pause code for the program.

//Thank you, Professor.//

//He's at the front gate.//

Warren landed in front of the door, casting a nod to Logan before slipping out. He changed quickly, running his head under the shower and toweling his hair mostly dry before slipping his wings down under a pair of black dress pants, pulling a white t-shirt over them. It wasn't the same small lump as when his brace was on, but the white t-shirt his what was underneath aside from the bulge the emerged from his back.

Shaking his fingers through his damp hair as he walked, Warren headed for the front entrance, stepping out of the elevator at the top of the stairs and descending down the large stair case. Reaching the door, he punched in the new security code holding the doors, they unlocked, and Warren pulled open the large wooden doors.

"Mark," he beamed, smiling easily. He certainly looked different than he had at the office- with his hair hanging in damp tendrils around his face, in no more than a casual white t-shirt and black pants.

"I see you made it in one piece?" He asked jokingly, gesturing for Mark to come inside.